As the applause continued, Evonne basked in the glory of her audience for an extra full minute before she was led offstage to find Ulysses patiently waiting for her. He hadn't left yet? Suddenly, her heart thumped nervously.
Could he have known about her plan for asking for his sperm? She cringed. But she didn't have to worry herself long, because Ulysses walked toward her, then made his intention clear.
"Can I speak with you in private, Miss Evonne?" Private? Why would Ulysses want a private meeting with her? What was he planning on doing to her? No one had ever requested a private meeting with her before. Not ever.
Was he one of those playboys too, like that Lothario Logan? Did he have evil designs on her? Or was this her Lord-given opportunity? Was she supposed to take the opening and ask him nicely now? Evonne found herself shaking once again. What to do? What to do? She must calm herself. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.
"Evonne?" "Yes?" She almost jumped into midair, she was so startled at hearing Ulysses's voice next to her ear.
Then she came to realize they were now in very close confinement in an empty office with the door shut. Her pupils grew larger than a golf ball. Ulysses gave her a warm smile when he realized he startled her. "I just want to say that I was impressed with your presentation today."
"Ugh… thank you," was all Evonne could say. "Would you be willing to give a presentation about your cases to our guests at the hotel in Auckland? We want to provide the extra service for our VIP guests, and since they are of the older generation, I thought dental implants and oral care would be perfect to entertain them."
Oh, is that all? Evonne thought. Phew! She wiped her forehead that was dotted with sweat droplets. Then she turned to Ulysses. "That would be a splendid idea." Evonne agreed, hyping up all enthusiastically.
"As health professionals, we always thrive to encourage our community to take care of their oral health," she said proudly, and even suggested, "I could even ask our hygienist in our practice to come along too so we could collaborate." "That's an excellent idea. Thank you.
We would appreciate that." Ulysses smiled warmly. He had never seen a woman this enchanting before. The first time he saw her was when she accidentally bumped into him. And he was smitten. Then when he realized she was the guest speaker for the conference, he had planned to come along too, just to see her again.
She was professional when she spoke on stage. Now he wanted to know her even more, so he'd come up with this plan, for her to present her work to his guests back in Auckland. That way he could continue to liaise with her and see her.
In all of his thirty-one years, Ulysses had been searching for the right woman to become his wife, to bear his offspring. He was disgusted with women these days, what with their lack of respectable wear and their provocative nature.
Yes, he was sure. He was sure his search for the right wife would end soon because he had a really strong feeling that woman would be Evonne. "Well then…" Ulysses smiled at her again. He wondered if it was okay to ask her out tonight, but then he remembered he needed to entertain his guests at Torque.
Feeling that neglecting his responsibility wasn't the way to go, he decided to see her back in Auckland instead. "Here are my contact details. I'll see you when you get back in Auckland," he said, his voice shaking with nerves.
"Oh, you can have mine too." Evonne offered her card to him, then paused and wondered if it was best to ask Ulysses now, but she shook her head. No, she didn't know him well yet. It was best to know him first before asking.
That way she had a higher chance of getting that sperm. As they both exchanged business cards, Ulysses's hand couldn't help shaking a bit when he accidentally brushed against Evonne's. "Have fun for the remainder of your stay, Miss Evonne," Ulysses said all too quickly.
After glancing back one more time, he walked briskly out the door. "Yes. Thank you," Evonne said, smiling as she watched him leave.